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September 14, 2016
Just before this week’s City Cave Zen service
Just before this week’s City Cave Zen service
September 12, 2016
September 11, 2016
japaneseaesthetics:
Okimono or small sculpture in the form of a...
Okimonoor small sculpture in the form of a Feng-kan sleeping on a tiger. Of cast and patinated bronze. Signed on the reverse with a cast, seal-form signature by the artist:Shodo(Sasaki Shodo, thegoor art name of Sasaki Bunzo, 1882 – 1961). Taisho 8 or 1919.
When Darkness Swallows the Sun (what I wrote on the 1st anniversary)
I am asleep when the killing begins, and when news of it reaches the desert city where I live. The airports close, the offices empty and the city soon has the feel of a Sunday morning.
When she leaves her office, she comes home and finds me asleep. She shakes me awake and tells me what has happened. I don’t take it in at first — the World Trade Center reduced to rubble by the impact of two hijacked airplanes, another plane flown into the Pentagon, another down in Pennsylvania, thousands of peo...
September 6, 2016
Where’s Mayor Charlie Hales as Portland Sweeps the Springwater Corridor?
On the day Portland park rangers, police officers and social service providers are carrying out Mayor Charlie Hales’ orders to sweep the homeless from the Springwater Corridor, Hales is out of town—moving his sailboat, a spokesman says.
Fuck you, Charlie Hales
September 4, 2016
"I CAN'T FINISH THIS BOOK!"
Perhaps my single favorite sentence in any review of any of my books. Especially as she did finish reading The Wrong Thing.
September 3, 2016
Black Wings Has My Angel—a forgotten masterpiece
“I couldn’t help thinking of Benson, the cockeyed driller down on the Atchafayala, who said some day I’d work my way up to derrick man. He and Brannigan came out of the same pod. Both had the terrible conceit of little men who through fortune or persistence had landed in positions where there were even littler men for them to boss around. I’m sure it never occurred to either of them that they were stupid.”—Elliott Chaze, Black Wings Has My Angel
After being published by Gold Medal in 1953, thi...
September 1, 2016
Haiku
nothing ending,
everything new—
first of September, possible rain
August 30, 2016
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